A series of high-profile actions by Artanis immediately made other forces in Yanan city nervous.
The main reason is that those few griffins bring more pressure than the Miya sect that believes in the creation god. This is a genuine air force, not a target like an airship. It is not only powerful, but also extremely flexible. Coupled with the assistance of divine arts, their combat effectiveness has an overwhelming advantage over ordinary infantry.
If the Miya Sect is willing to be ruthless, with this air force, they can easily wipe out the city, which will inevitably make other forces feel a lot of pressure.
Ordinary bows and slingshots are useless against such giant birds of prey. They are not powerful enough to penetrate their hard and thick skin. Heavy weapons such as bed crossbows must be used to pose a threat to them.
However, a fixed thing like a bed crossbow is an excellent target in itself, not to mention the current chaos in the city, where can I find such heavy equipment
Another way of thinking is to ask a mage for help, should he be able to barely fight these griffins
But now that the situation is so chaotic, all the mage schools have chosen to watch the fire from the other side, wisely protecting themselves, and don't want to get involved, while most of the other wild mages, who are capable, have tried their best to escape, and the ones left behind are some low-level goods. How could they be the opponent of the griffin?
The summary is that they were helpless with this air force and began to think of ways.
Youlan stayed quietly in the villa's room, still reading a romance novel, when a series of knocks came from outside the door, which startled her a little.
She hurriedly hid the novel, took out another crystal ball, pretended to be looking at it, and said in a low-level hoarse voice:
"Come in."
It was the lobbyist from last time who said eagerly:
"My lord, we have encountered some troubles..."
He quickly told the story of the enemy's sudden dispatch of the air force, and asked the mysterious old lady what to do
"No need to worry."
You Lan only said these four words, then kept silent, and continued to look at the crystal ball, showing a profound sense of insight into the mysteries of the world.
When the lobbyist heard such a statement, he was naturally confused and wanted to ask.
But he looked at the weird devil in the room who was putting his hands on his hips and making a wild laughing gesture, but couldn't make a sound, and he didn't dare to speak...
So he had no choice but to leave quietly and ran to report to his superiors.
"Don't worry... don't worry..."
The lobbyist's superior, the former head priest of the Theocracy of Visa, Borg, paced back and forth in the office, pondering over this sentence carefully.
There are many ways to interpret these words. It can be understood as don’t worry, if you don’t dare to come over, I will protect you.
It can also be understood that there is no need to worry, worrying is useless, just wait for death with peace of mind.
It can also be understood that this old lady does not need to worry about herself, in fact, she does not care about people's life and death.
Normally, the first interpretation is the most normal.
However, the other party is an inscrutable witch, and every character she speaks should have a deep meaning in it. It would be too naive and naive to interpret it simply.
The point is that our side has not provided her with any real benefits, and the two sides have not even had a formal exchange, so they dare not have high expectations for her.
Priest Borg pondered for a long time by himself, but in the end he had no choice but to inform his deputy to find several other leaders of the sect.
At present, the remnants of the Visa Church do not have a unified leader, because the top management is basically dead, and the rest are middle-level priests, priests and other positions, and everyone is at the same level. There is no distinction between top and bottom.
Therefore, the current remnant forces are formed by the integration and grouping of several officiant personnel, and no leader has appeared for a long time.
On the one hand, this is because of the regulations of Visa's teachings. The appointment and dismissal of positions above the priest must be reported to Visa or his angels. Now it is obviously not possible. Visa cannot respond to them, and they seem As a devout believer, you must follow the teachings.
On the other hand, the chief priests were not too convinced with each other, and they were unwilling to be inferior, and everyone had a lot of small thoughts.
They still have illusions in their hearts. If one day, Visa suddenly reacts and takes action to clean up the chaos in the country, then the Theocracy will soon restore its previous prosperity.
And at that time, there is a high probability that the leader will be promoted directly to the high priest, and even the Pope is very likely, so won't the others be dumbfounded
This situation is very likely to happen, and they all firmly believe that Visa is only in trouble temporarily, and will come back to save his believers soon.
They don't even need to do much, they don't need to resist, how to clean up the heretics, they just need to maintain the status quo and wait for Visa to take action.
The other is to maintain one's reputation and gain more power to speak, so that when Visa returns, he can reap the greatest benefits.
So don't look at the large number of remnants of the sect, not only in Yanan City, but if the remnants of other regions are integrated, they will be several times more than the cultists in Eas, but the leadership generally has various cautious thoughts. Negative, fighting each other, but at a disadvantage.
Even if there are many people of insight among them, but the colleagues around them all look like this, naturally they are powerless.
So like this Borg chief priest who took the initiative to find Youlan, he even concealed the news, and didn't dare to tell his colleagues that he planned to use Youlan as a hole card, so that he could control more speaking power for himself if necessary .
But now that the enemy has suddenly dispatched the air force, he feels quite troublesome. The bottom line of maintaining the status quo may not be able to be maintained, so he can only discuss with other priests what to do.
The other priests were not hard to find, and they continued to meet every day in the town hall to discuss and analyze various situations.
As soon as the Borg priest entered, the first thing he felt was a pungent smell of alcohol, and then a series of complaints and abuse:
"What about the bed crossbow? Yanan City is an important city in the Theocracy, and there are absolutely no shortage of such weapons, but why can't I find one in the warehouse? Is the annual military expenditure being filled into private pockets?"
"These bastards of the Theocracy, they should all be burned alive!"
"No one dares to enrich themselves under Visa's watchful eyes. These weapons were previously stored in the armory in the east of the city, which is not under our control."
"What? The only weapon that can deal with griffins is in the hands of the enemy? You idiots! Did you rely on bribes to get up?"
"Where are the mages? Where were the so many mages in the country before?"
"I have already communicated with the school, and they chose to stand by and do nothing under the pretext of 'non-interference in internal affairs'..."
"Damn! This group of dogs who eat inside and out!"
Priest Borg looked at this group of colleagues who lost their composure, shook his head weakly, and said:
"Everyone, listen to me, I came into contact with a mysterious strong man a while ago, she seems to be able to provide some help?"
The others were quiet for a while, and then they all cursed:
"Borg, have you fallen? You actually colluded with foreign forces? If my lord returns, I will be the first to hang you on the street lamp!"
"Are you talking about the mysterious witch who enslaves demons? You actually controlled her? How did you do it?"
"Why is this person in your hands? Do you have bad intentions? Are you planning to use external forces to suppress us?"
"Well, your behavior of occupying the granary and the rich area before made me feel that you have ulterior motives, and it is true! When my lord returns, you will be the first to be liquidated."
Facing this group of stupid pig teammates, the officiant of Borg felt dizzy for a while.
There is no way, the smart people of the religious order all died outside the city of innocence.
The rest of these people, not to mention the ability, are in this harsh and extreme environment and atmosphere every day, more or less lost their relatives and friends, and their mentality is inevitably distorted. Coupled with the catalysis of alcohol, only Will become more and more insane.
However, there was still someone who was able to stay awake and gave him a wink, encouraging him to continue talking.
The officiant of Borg waited for those drunkards to get tired of scolding, and then said:
"Now is not the time to worry about these things. Aren't those pagans and the griffins in the sky more terrifying than me?"
"I will find a way to deal with those griffins. If you want to help me, if you don't want to, feel free."
After all, he walked out in a hurry, not going to pay attention to those lunatics and fools.
Two priests quickly followed his footsteps and chased him out.
The rest of them were sitting in the city hall, gulping down crude potato wine, using alcohol to maintain their dreams, fantasizing about the bright future where they could be promoted to the high priest when Visa returned.
Priest Borg looked back at the two people who came out with him, nodded slightly, and said:
"Official Ross, Centurion Anderson, I am very glad to meet you here."
"However, I originally thought that Priest Pan Sen would also come out together?"
The Ross priest shook his head and said:
"He's still too conservative after all, and maintains a fantasy, it's unlikely to be with us."
Priest Borg sighed, and thought about the current manpower and control area of the three, and continued:
"Let's talk in my office."
As he spoke, he looked up at the mighty griffin in the sky, and secretly clenched his fists.
Around noon, the previous lobbyist took advantage of the lunch delivery time to invite You Lan:
"President Borg hopes to meet with you."
You Lan nodded slightly, but still sat there fiddling with the crystal ball, and had no intention of getting up at all.
The meaning is very simple, if you want to see me, let him come by himself.
The lobbyist looked a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only leave.
After a while, Priest Borg and his two new team members came into the room and bowed slightly towards her together.
"We beg for your help."
He kept his posture extremely low.
Youlan followed Gallo's instructions and continued to fiddle with the crystal ball without saying a word.
And the officiant Ross next to him said very cooperatively:
"If possible, can you tell us your purpose and appeal? We will do our best to help you accomplish it."
Hearing what the other party said, Youlan recalled Gallo's instructions, and finally spoke:
"What I want to explore is too profound for you to understand."
This time I was dumbfounded...
Was this reaction expected by Gallo
So Gallo is so smart? Why do you feel that you are usually stupid and easy to deceive
You Lan muttered in her heart, and continued to speak:
"I followed the guidance of fate and came here to explore the mystery and the answer."
"Before that, I didn't want to be disturbed."
"anyone… "
After all, she used the function of the Flower of Destiny to exude a powerful coercion and drove the three out of the room.
"This... so terrible coercion..."
"This old woman, oh no, this respect, is she a demigod-level powerhouse?"
The Angus centurion brushed his chest vigorously, his face still in shock.
He was embarrassed to say that he almost knelt down just now.
The general Rose officiant nodded again and again, and added:
"There is also the demon next to her. Is that the legendary purgatory Balrog? But it wears a crown of flames on its head. Could it be the so-called Lord of Demon Eaters? The Lord of Fire Demons?"
"This venerable is indeed as described by the chief priest of Borg, and his strength is unfathomable!"
Priest Borg calmed down and persuaded in a low voice:
"Don't speculate on the strength of this venerable, maybe our words and deeds are all in her sight..."
"I feel that her crystal ball seems to be able to explore the truth in the world."
"Let's talk somewhere else."
Saying that, the three of them hurried back to the office of the priest of Borg, and continued to discuss this mysterious and powerful witch.
The chief priest of Borg was the first to express his conjecture:
"I know a little bit about witches. They are beautiful, low-key, and mysterious. Although they have a bad reputation, they are actually harmless to humans and animals."
"It's very different from this venerable."
"I suspect that this venerable is an ancient witch who has lived from the era of the ancient gods' melee!"
Priest Rose shook his head and said:
"She, or Him?"
"In short, the origin is not important, what matters is her statement, have you noticed? She mentioned it just now, and she doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone. Pay attention, it is anyone!"
"This also means that neither we nor the enemy should bother her."
Angus Centurion nodded, and said:
"This is good news. She is currently very quiet on our territory. If someone wants to destroy this quietness, she should take action, right?"
"That way at least we don't have to worry about being decapitated by the griffins in the sky..."
Fortunately, Youlan couldn't hear their speculations, otherwise she might not be able to help laughing out loud, which would ruin the setup.
She is just a pretty witch, the crystal ball that seeks the truth in the world, filled with romance novels.
This way, you can also read novels, which is quite convenient. It can project all the content in the book, and it is not easy to reveal the truth, but it lacks the wonderful feel of turning the pages of the book.
As for the griffins, of course they wouldn't bother her, they were originally part of a group.